Noa: I start to walk down the stairs. "I'm not mean! He probably just talked about how I would tackle him all the time." Hideo: I smile. "I remember that!" I say. "You were a cute kid, No. What happened?" I get a glare from her and laugh.

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Tatsko: I smile and wrap my arm around her. "I think shes cute now." I say and look at her.

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Noa: I smile and look at him. "Why thank you." I say. Hideo: I roll my eyes and put my head back in the couch. "Go do that lovey-dovey crap somewhere else! Or even better, NOT AT ALL."

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Tatsko: My eyebrows furrow and i frown. "Fien then." I say jokingly. I pull Noa into a hug. "Suki told me he let you win those wrestling matches." I tell her with a smile and head to my room to change.

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Noa: I laugh. "Screw that!! He was weak, man, weak!!" I tell him, laughing as I go to my room. "He was lying."

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Tatsko: I laugh. Yeah, right. I'm sure Noa is the one lying. 

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Noa: I quickly reach my room and change into a pair of PJ bottoms and a white T-shirt. He let me win? What a lie! He was so easy to tackle!! I smile a bit as I think about when we were kids. How I would sit on him until he gave me what I wanted, how he would just smile and play dumb. Quickly, I brush my teeth and stare at myself in the mirror, my hair chopped short like when I was a kid, just like he liked it, a scar runs up my left arm, just like the cut he got. There are still some bruises on me from the really big ones that are fading. I smile at myself, but it just looks weird. I sigh and give up trying to impress myself with my appearance and go to Tatsko's room.

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Tatsko: Noa comes in and I'm in my pajamas. "Brb." I say with a smile. "Cally taught me text talk." I say as I walk out. I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth, then comb my hair. When I walk back into my room, Noa is already in bed. I jump in with a giggle and scoot next to her. "Hiya." I whisper.

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Noa: I look at him and smile  a bit. "Hi." I say back.

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Tatsko: I open my eyes quickly, breathing heavily, my face wet from tears or sweat, I didn't know, and the sound of muffled rain outside my walls. I slowly prop my self on my elbows, and look around the dark room. I was sitting on my futon, the walls around me dirty and white. A small cabinet that looked old and chipped. My old room. I rub my eyes, and yawn. I hadn't known what I was dreaming, I had completely forgotten. I stand up and tiptoe to my door frame, and peek my head out to where our main room was. Expecting to see mom and dad sleeping soundlessly there like usual. But when I look, they aren't there. Mom's blonde messy hair, or dad's arm reached around her. "Daddy? Mommy?" I call. There is no response. I step in and walk around, hoping they would just be awake, having trouble falling asleep. When I didn't find them in the shack, I went to our front porch. Empty, completely empty and full of nothing but darkness and the lights of 6's town, the rain somewhat blowing onto the porch. As I pace, I run my hands on the wall of the shack. Feeling a crust every other inch. My hand almost matching with the smaller ones. "Mom?" I ask, no one really. No response. "Dad? Mommy?" I waited for their familiar voices, but they never came. Only the silence. I run back inside, and into my room. But when I walk in, I'm hit with a horrible stench. I cover my nose immediately, and walk around the tiny room. When I trip over an awkwardly shaped object. I land on my face, and moan a bit. "Mom?" I call again. I scoot back and my eyes adjust to the darkness. I hear lightning, and the room is lit up for a millisecond, but I noticed what I had tripped over, what caused the awful stench. Laying on the floor, were mom and dad. Their bodies over my futon, and the blood spilling slowly. O let out a loud scream, and feel tears fall my down my cheeks. "Mom!? Daddy!" I screamed, repeatedly, I didn't stop. I  hoped they would get up, and greet me, but my screams only became and their silence became more prompt.

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